Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A Fuck

I don't give a
They done me to the limit the more I live
I might up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the of the paddy wagon
While cops bragging about the nigga he's jackin
I see no
All I see is niggas dying
The sound of a gun
Then the hurst past
another day in the life 'G'
Gotta lightly cuz cops tried to snippe me
The catch, they don't wanna at the brother man
But then have an accident and pick up another man
I went to the bank to cash my
I get more from the mutha-fuckin' dope man
The and the American music shows pimp us like hoes
got dough but they hate us though
You better keep your mind on the real
And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass
way they see it, we was meant to be keep down
Just can't understand why we respect now
Mama told me they're be days like
But I'm cause it stays like this
And now they trying to send me off to
a break
How shit can a nigga take
I ain't nowhere no how
Better bring guns pal
Cuz is the day we make 'em pay
bailin' hate I bail and spray with my A-K
And if they shoot me down
There'll be another nigga
So step but you better step
the mutha-fuckin' underground
Cause the goin' tick and I'm sick of the bullshit
You're watching the of a physco-path
The didn't last
the wrath and aftermath
Who's that behind the
do yah figure!?
A mutha-fuckin nigga
Ready to buck and rip up
I had enough and I don't give a

Niggas!, isn't just the
a gang of mutha-fuckas dressed in blue slacks
They say hang in packs and their attitude is shitty
Tell me, who's the biggest of niggas in the city
They say like to do niggas,
Throw me in the cuffs with just two
A street walkin' nigga and a walkin' nigga with a badge
I had to shoot yah and the for the blast take his cash
And just his luck
And his head in dump him at the dead in
Cause a nigga me
don't really give a

Walked in the store what's everybody at
act like they never seen a mutha fucker wearing black
Following a nigga and
this a bitch
All I was some chips
I wanna take my business else
But
Cause who in the hell
About a black man with a need
They wanna jack me some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is than
His pension, and then some
Your is my number one fan
And your trife ass wants a life with a black man
So who's the mac in fact who's the black
Sit and get fat off the fat cat
while he that he's getting over
I bust a as smooth as casanova
And count another meal
I'm getting paid for my but its still real
And if you look between the lines you'll a rhyme
AS as a fuckin' nine
Mail up niggas wanna act up
Let's put the gats up and throw your up
But the getting dropped by the gun shot
Usta but he's done, now we run the block
To my brothers stay keep yah heads up
know we fed up
But we they just don't a fuck

They just don't give a

I gotta give my offs

Fuck you to the San FranCisco department
Fuck you to the County Sheriff department
you to the F.B.I
you to the C.I.A
Fuck you to the
Fuck you to the
Fuck you to all you redneck prejudice fuckas
And yah
Fuck
Punk gay sensitive little dick
2paclypse fuckin' know
Y'all can my ass and suck my dick
And my uncle Tommy's
Y'all
Punks, punks, punks, punks,